Part 9

I was born for death
This world expected me upon decay
Which is merciless
It was swinged by the damned darkness

I lived like a dead
The time was running
My body was breathing and living
There was power inside me

Now I am waiting for
The releasing resignation
The hell of mine is closing
A long inaccessible desire

I was inferior to machines
I have never been happy
Lucky like they
Feelingless materials

Insensible
Extinct
Mechanical
World